Mu Qingi was exhausted from singing endless praises, and only then did Qing Lan nod with satisfaction and change the subject.
However, regarding Mu Qingi's suggestion, Qing Lan shook her head: "Qing i, your intentions are good, but now is not the ti."
"Why is it not the ti?" Mu Qingi was stunned. Do we need to consider transitioning smoothly when showing off? "Now is the ti to compare President Jing with other rchants, let everyone know that Silver Blood's rchants are no good, but President Jing is remarkable!"
"Progress, change, good deeds should be spread far and wide so everyone can naturally feel grateful, motivating President Jing to beco a better person."
Mu Qingi's thoughts were shared by the majority of the White Night Walkers.
Despite the need for so White Night Walkers to act as spies due to task allocation and professional requirents, silently sacrificing for their ideals, White Night will not let these individuals fade into history. They publish an internal newsletter every month dedicated to noting the sacrifices of White Night Walkers and the achievents of White Night across various regions.
If the external environnt is too harsh to inform the general public, that's okay, just let the comrades know;
If communication ans are lacking, no worries, just let the local comrades know;
If the mission confidentiality can't be disclosed, it's fine, just rember it for later dissemination.
Although White Night currently operates secretly, all mbers eagerly await the mont when they can openly step onto the stage of history. Past deeds should not be forgotten as they represent not only the glorious stories of the pioneers but also the source of inspiration for successors.
The above is the official overview, but according to Mu Qingi's understanding, it ans:
If doing good deeds does not allow for showing off, then it's aningless.
In this murky night, where everyone struggles and villains run rampant, if you can shine, shine bravely, even if faintly, even if immature, even if lonely, there will always be soone who yearns for your light and follows your path to shine together.
Ultimately, the brilliance of humanity will illuminate the night; this is White Night.
Though so, like Lan Yan, may view White Night's ideology as naive and empty, the core of White Night can actually self-sustain, summarized by the phrase 'Good deeds bring good rewards'. The sacrifice made by White Night Walkers for the people can receive positive feedback from the masses, attracting more individuals into the journey of justice, snowballing into greater strength.
In other words, White Night is essentially a late-stage hero, given the chance for developnt, they will ultimately grow into a force to be reckoned with.
This is why Mu Qingi was so eager, as she saw this as an opportunity for Jing Zhengwei to snowball; handled well, soon Jing Zhengwei might officially beco a White Night Walker.
Roll on, Jing Zhengwei!
Qing Lan chuckled: "He's not soone who would change his mind because of others' evaluations."
Huyan Silo beside her, nodded along and said, "Don't compare too much, just compare who wakes up earlier. You early risers, we early risers, we…"
"Stop talking!" Mu Qingi directly cut her off; ever since the 'Youth Daily' published this saying, she heard it at least ten tis a day, numbing her. Her good mood ends whenever she hears it.
Mu Qingi did not give up, continuing to persuade: "But seeing the newspaper praise him would make President Jing happy, right? I rember he is this kind of vain… um… shallow man."
"Changing the word doesn't make it sound nicer," Qing Lan glanced at her irritably, but she nodded too: "To be honest, he really is that kind of person."
Most outsiders, even those who've t Jing Zhengwei, generally think of him as cunning, ruthless, with a bold face and dark heart, only people like Qing Lan and Mu Qingi, who have followed him in running the newspaper from the start, know how shallow this man truly is.
Aside from anything else, now that the discussion board of 'Youth Daily' is popular, it actually began because soone wrote to the newspaper, criticizing Jing Zhengwei's writing as vulgar and unsightly, leading Jing Zhengwei to pin and highlight these comnts, instructing editors to respond passionately and counter every criticism sharply.
Qing Lan also knew that there must be other intentions behind this move, and the discussion board has since beco a popular segnt, but initially, the young master simply wanted to publicly retaliate against those who insulted him.
As for the letters praising the young master and the 'Youth Daily'...
They are all posted in the display area on the first floor of the newspaper office for all visitors to admire.
Absolutely vain, absolutely shallow, Qing Lan loved it.
"So," Mu Qingi blinked: "Are we writing President Jing's report?"
Qing Lan shook her head: "Well, write the report as you suggested, but what do you think we can write about?"
"We can write—"
Mu Qingi suddenly stalled.
Right, write what?
Write about Jing Zhengwei turning over a new leaf under the allure of 'Yinyinyin' and becoming an ally of White Night?
Jing Zhengwei will certainly appreciate it and swiftly distance himself from them.
Write about Jing Zhengwei and 'Yinyinyin' helping White Night set fire to half of the city?
The now unemployed workers will be deeply moved by Mu Qingi's righteous statent.
Write straightly that due to Jing Zhengwei's cruel persecution of Silver Blood rchants, workers' conditions and environnts have improved? Or write plainly that the reason workers supervisors beca responsible persons, the reason you received overdue wages, all thanks to Jing Zhengwei's generous benevolence?
Sothing feels off...
"Did you notice?" Qing Lan said, "Although the young master is very busy and works hard on many things, not everyone can understand him—including ."
"What's so hard to understand?" Mu Qingi felt confused, "Isn't President Jing trying to make Dongyang better?"
Huyan Siluo propped her chin with her palm and couldn't help but say, "He helps the Linhai Army to take our money; how does that make Dongyang better?"
"Adults are talking, you shouldn't interrupt!"
"I'm not a child!"
"You..." Mu Qingi glanced at her, feeling unable to refute this, deciding to launch a personal attack, "Don't your shoulders ache? I know a dical Officer who's great at treating shoulder pain, want to introduce them to you?"
Huyan Siluo was taken aback, "How do you know my shoulders are sore? Sure, I'd love that."
Did I make the sarcasm too ambiguous... As Mu Qingi was deep in thought, Qing Lan took off her glasses and calmly said, "Silo's view is pretty much the sa as most people nowadays. To be honest, I don't trust the young master as much as you do, Qing i; it's understandable that others are skeptical of him."
Mu Qingi nodded, "Indeed, there's not much to boast about with President Jing right now, but plenty of black marks... He's clearly done a lot, why is this happening?"
"It's like eating," Qing Lan said, "You only feel full after eating eight buns, but the first few buns don't give much sensation; it's the later ones that make you feel noticeably full."
"So those first few buns have no aning? Certainly not, it's the foundation laid by those earlier buns that leads to the feeling of fullness later."
Mu Qingi's face turned red, "How did you know I eat eight buns, Qing Lan Sis..."
"Huh? I just said it randomly..." Qing Lan laughed, "I actually envy people with a good appetite; the young master often tells to eat more, says I'm too thin and should gain so weight."
"Humph, when he says gain weight, he probably ans that, right?" Mu Qingi glanced at Huyan Siluo.
"Maybe." Qing Lan glanced too.
Huyan Siluo felt puzzled, "I don't eat much; I'm not fat either!"
Having already realized that there's no way to clear Jing Zhengwei's na, Mu Qingi, a little dejected, rested her head on the table, languidly said, "Ugh, so frustrating. Although President Jing isn't exactly a good person, thinking of all the things he did without being able to flaunt them makes uncomfortable for him."
Qing Lan comforted her, "Don't rush it. Think about it: it takes a few minutes to finish the pancake after spreading the egg and seafood sauce, a roasted fish takes an hour, a newspaper issue takes a week, giving birth takes ten months. Good things are especially arduous, so happiness is so eagerly anticipated."
"Mm!" Mu Qingi nodded heavily, seeing the tenderness in Qing Lan's eyes, suddenly felt a bit embarrassed inside.
Only now does she realize, the person most concerned about Jing Zhengwei's matters is none other than Qing Lan, right?
White Night people aren't fools; previously they thought Qing Lan was tolerating insult because they'd never believed soone could harbor affection for human scum. But with the close cooperation between White Night and Jing Zhengwei, and Yin Minghong's consistent defense of Jing Zhengwei, nearly becoming the Jing Family's loyal hound, everyone gradually realized that "Yin Yin Hidden" Qing Lan might genuinely like Jing Zhengwei.
Mu Qingi was the quickest to accept this reality; previously she thought Qing Lan's anxious deanor was due to worry over infiltrating the Jing Family, but now looking back, isn't this just typical symptoms of a girl's yearning for romance!
She, Mu Qingi, has read many romance novels!
Her knowledge of love is abundant!
The reason Qing Lan works so diligently at the newspaper, besides her passion for the job, might be because she can help Jing Zhengwei, right?
And Mu Qingi just proposed this suggestion, Qing Lan imdiately shot it down with facts and reasoning, indicating she's actually long thought about clearing Jing Zhengwei's reputation.
Whatever Mu Qingi thought of, she thought of too; whatever Mu Qingi hadn't thought of, she surely did.
She cares more about that person than anyone else.
"Qing Lan Sis, are you going to visit Door Rock Street today?" Mu Qingi proactively invited, "I really want to eat tofu pudding—"
"Not today." Qing Lan shook her head, "I need to go to the dical Bureau today."
"dical Bureau?" Huyan Siluo asked in confusion, "Doesn't the Jing Family have their own dical Officer? Besides, if Jing Zhengwei wanted a dical Officer, shouldn't the dical Officer rush to the Jing Garden?"
"But I have so questions to ask a female dical Officer." Qing Lan swayed in the chair, "I wonder if there's a female dical Officer on duty today at the dical Bureau..."
"Female dical Officer? I know one!"
Mu Qingi blinked, "I know a very reliable, skilled female dical Officer; I'll take you to see her? Hey, aren't your shoulders sore too, you can go and let her have a look."
"Don't call hey!" Huyan Siluo said angrily, "Is the dical Officer you know reliable? They aren't so unlicensed practitioner, are they?"
Mu Qingi spoke truthfully, "She is indeed unlicensed, but she often goes to the inner city for house calls for ladies and misses; you might have been treated by her too."
"What's the na of that dical Officer?"
"Wen Hong."
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